Engoulevent handed him some water in a wooden drinking-cup, a family
possession, of which Thibault was very proud. But the Baron had no
sooner put his lips to it and become aware of what the vile, abominable
liquid was, which they had had the impudence to offer him, than, with an
exclamation of disgust, he flung the vessel and its contents violently
against the wall, and the cup fell, smashed into a thousand pieces. Then
in a loud and sonorous voice, which left no doubt of his perfect
recovery, he called out: “Bring me some wine.” One of the prickers
mounted and rode at full speed to the castle of Oigny, and there
requested the lord of the place to give him a flask or two of sound old
Burgundy; ten minutes after he was back again. Two bottles were
uncorked, and there being no glasses at hand, the Baron put them in turn
to his mouth, draining each at a single draught.
Then he turned himself round with his face to the wall, and
murmuring--Mâcon, 1743--fell into a profound slumber.
CHAPTER VI
THE BEDEVILLED HAIR
The huntsmen, being reassured with regard to their master’s health, now
went in search of the dogs, which had been left to carry on the chase
alone. They were found lying asleep, the ground around them stained with
blood. It was evident that they had run down the buck and eaten it; if
any doubt on the matter remained, it was done away with by the sight of
the antlers, and a portion of the jaw bone, the only parts of the animal
which they could not crunch up, and which had therefore not disappeared.
In short, they were the only ones who had cause to be satisfied with the
day’s work. The huntsmen, after shutting up the hounds in Thibault’s
shed, seeing that their master was still sleeping, began to turn their
thoughts to getting some supper. They laid hands on everything they
could find in the poor wretch’s cupboard, and roasted the goat, politely
inviting Thibault to take a share in the meal towards the cost of which
he had not a little contributed. He refused, giving as a plausible
excuse, the great agitation he still was under, owing to Marcotte’s
death and the Baron’s accident.
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